The fifty-first episode of the obscene poem of the king of the Su, Nuwa recruits demons

Let's say that Wu Long turned against the water in front of the formation, released Jin Dasheng and others, and integrated the two armies of Meishan and Erxian Mountain, and everyone rejoiced.

The six sluts put their weapons away, let the little demon fetch the wine, lay on the bluestone, and waited for Huang Shiren to come back.

Left and left do not come, right and right do not come, seeing the head of the west, twilight, early restless.

"Second brother, eldest brother won't miss!?" Zhu Zizhen shouted.

Jin Dasheng slapped him: "What a nonsense thing to say! Who is my eldest brother!? Only he has overturned others, and I have never seen others overturn him!"

At that moment, Huang Shiren and his entourage on Jinao Island were talked about in detail.

When the five of them heard that Huang Shiren worshipped Lu Jian as his teacher, he was so exploding that Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun covered his face and left, how he harmed the East China Sea, and how he made the chickens and dogs on Jinao Island jump, and they laughed for a while.

Especially Chang Hao, Dai Li, and Wu Long, they have never seen Huang Shiren's methods, and after listening to this speech, they really admired Huang Shiren so much.

was chatting, only to see two streamers flying through the sky above the sky, Huang Shiren in front, Yuan Hong in the back, falling into the clouds, appeared in front of everyone.

"Yuan Hong's thing is hateful, take me to beat him up!" Zhu Zizhen looked at Yuan Hong, he was angry, and he picked up the nine-tooth nail rake to beat Yuan Hong, but he was stopped by Huang Shiren.

"Stop!"

"Big brother, I raked this thing!"

"Yuan Hong has already worshipped me as a teacher, but he is my eldest disciple, his own person, you rake a fart!?"

"What?!" Zhu Zizhen was dumbfounded, and the nail rake in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

The other five people also couldn't believe their dog eyes, looking at Yuan Hong, stunned.

"Yes, I did worship Master. Yuan Hong saw that these men were defeated, and the monkey blushed and admitted it calmly.

Hahaha. Everyone burst into laughter.

"Brother Hong, I already call Brother Huang a big brother, that's a brother, you worship the eldest brother as a teacher, so don't we become your uncle?" Wu Long laughed the most.

"Yes, yes, Yuan Hong, say hello to a few uncles!" Zhu Zizhen laughed.

Yuan Hongbin was so angry that he raised his iron rod high: "It's good that I worship Master, you and Master are brothers, and it's not bad, but if you let me call Uncle, I'll beat him to death with a stick!"

Yuan Hong's eyes widened angrily, where did Zhu Zizhen and the others dare to provoke him, he couldn't help laughing and nodded.

"Okay, okay, it's all a family from now on, don't make trouble. Third brother and fourth brother, clean up the battlefield and take the little ones back!" Huang Shiren said with a smile.

"Order!"

Six sluts, the little demon gate into one, Wu Long took out the private collection of Erxian Mountain, burned the cave mansion, and the team returned to Meishan.

The next day, in the hall of Meishan Heaven, the eight golden chairs were divided into two rows!

Huang Shiren was on top, seven people were below, and a banquet was held, all the demons congratulated together, and the drums were noisy.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I started as a little demon in Huang Shiren, and now I have such a big family business, and with the support of your brothers, I really can't dream of it! Today is a good day and auspicious day, and I will marry Jin Lan again, don't let the brotherhood be divided! From now on, I will share the blessings and difficulties! I don't want to be born in the same year and the same month, but I hope that the same year and the same month will be cool!"

"Big brother said it well!"

"Big brother said it well!"

A bunch of people are full of affection!

There was already a little demon on the incense case, and a group of sluts knelt down, swore to the sky, and became brothers.

Huang Shiren is the greatest, Jin Dasheng is two, Zhu Zizhen is three, Yang Xian is four, Chang Hao is five, Dai Li is six, Wu Long is the one, seven people, seven brothers, blood is the alliance, and later the "Meishan Seven Cheap" (also called Meishan Seven Monsters, Seven Thieves, etc.) that plagued the Three Realms was officially born.

I first worshiped my brother, and then let Yuan Hong perform the great gift of apprenticeship, and the sky of Meishan was full of lights, jubilant!

Huang Shiren is very satisfied at the moment!

I accepted the Seven Monsters of Meishan, and accepted Yuan Hong as an apprentice, I really never thought of it before, but now I have brothers and apprentices at hand, and there are seventy or eighty thousand little demons, which is really strong.

"When I rectify this Meishan, hehe, it's time to go down to the scourge!" Lao Huang looked at the reckless world in the west, and smiled evilly.

Not to mention that under the guidance of Huang Shiren, the demons in Meishan worked hard to cultivate, and they only expressed the song of the capital of this big businessman.

Emperor Yi, the king of the Great Shang, a generation of Ming monarchs, also came to the end of his life, passed the throne to his son King Shou, and was the famous king of Shang in later generations.

King Su ascended to the throne at a young age, and with the assistance of a group of civil and military generals, the country was peaceful.

This king, although his surname is not as calm as Emperor Yi, he is also brave and abnormal, wide open to speech, distinguishing between right and wrong, succeeding to the throne, diligent and diligent, and loved by the people.

This time, the princes of the four roads came to congratulate him, and after a gossip, someone proposed to let the Xuan Dynasty worship Nuwa Niangniang.

The king inquired, but he knew that Nuwa Niangniang had a meritorious service, and she was really the righteous god of blessing the country and protecting the people.

The next time, the king of Xuan took the dragon chariot, took the civil and military officials, and went to the Nuwa Palace to incense, three thousand iron horses, eight hundred jade forests, and Huang Feihu, the king of Wucheng, was really majestic.

When I arrived at the Nuwa Palace, the king went to the main hall, the palace was solemn and luxurious, it was really extraordinary, but I saw: the front of the palace was gorgeous, colorful gold; The jade hook hangs obliquely, the half-round crescent moon hangs in the air, and the treasure tent is swaying, and ten thousand pairs of colorful luans are fighting. Biluo bedside, all are dancing cranes and soaring, and the agarwood throne creates dragons and flying phoenixes. Fluttering strange and extraordinary, the golden furnace is ruihao: the purple mist is auspicious, and the silver candle is brilliant.

The king was looking at the palace scenery when a gust of wind suddenly blew. It was this wind that blew the Great Tribulation of the Gods and turned countless lives into ashes!

Ladies and gentlemen, how can the king not have such a strong gust of wind in the inner hall of this Nuwa Palace, if it is not for people to do tricks and feet, what else can there be!?

I saw a figure on the beam of the main hall.

This person, dressed in a black robe, thin as firewood, with triangular eyes and goat's whiskers, looked at the king at his feet, and secretly smiled evilly.

"Hongjun's family said all day long that the West will prosper in the future, and now in addition to me and my senior brother, there are only a few disciples, and the people are withering, how can they prosper!?

This person on Liang Shang is none other than the second leader of the Western Sect!

This guy didn't listen to the persuasion of the Taoist, the good West did not stay, secretly ran to the East Soil, along the way to see the East Earth Immortal Mountains Forest, immortals everywhere, prosperous, and think about the loneliness of the West, it is really mixed feelings, jealous and sad, and is planning to design the next good flag, the king of the king's trip, has already fallen under his control.

Quasi-Daoists are the cultivation of saints, and it is naturally easy to deal with these mortals.

I saw him raise his hand slightly, and a black light shot into the Heavenly Spirit of the King of the Ring, and the originally heroic eyes of the King of the Ring suddenly became confused.

"King!" Huang Feihu, the king of Wucheng, saw that the king of Xuan suddenly had a wrong breath, and hurriedly stepped forward, and found that the king of Xuan was staring at one place with his eyes fixed, his spirit was wandering, and he was so confused.

Then I looked at the eyes of the king, and saw that under the wind blowing, there was a holy statue of Nuwa, with a beautiful appearance, a beautiful appearance, and a beautiful national color, just like the fairy of the Rui Palace, and Chang'e of the Moon Palace.

Since the king ascended the throne, although he has occasionally dyed women, he is still a generation of Ming monarchs, and he can clearly distinguish the importance of it, why do you peep at Nuwa Niangniang so much?

Huang Feihu had a bad heart, and was about to invite the king to go down to the palace, but he saw the king drooling, his eyes were demented, and he said to the entourage next to him: "Take the four treasures of the study!"

"King!" Huang Feihu called in a low voice, but the king ignored it, took the pen, dipped it in ink, and waved his hand to compose a poem on the wall.

Poetry: Fengluan Bao's tent scene is very, full of mud and gold makeup, winding distant mountains flying emerald color, dancing sleeves reflecting the glow. The pear blossom brings the rain to compete for beauty, and the peony cage is smoky and charming, but it has to be enchanting to move and take back the king of Changle.

A group of civil and military ministers, after reading this poem, were all frightened.

The old prime minister Shang Rong couldn't help but feel unhappy, and stood up and said: "My king! Nuwa Niangniang is the righteous god of the ancients and the blessed lord of the song. The old minister please drive the incense and pray for good fortune, so that all the people will be happy, the rain will be smooth, and the war will be peaceful. Today, Your Majesty composes a poem, blasphemous and desecrated, without any reverence, and it is a gift for sinning against the sacred, not for the Son of Heaven to pray. May the lord wash it with water, lest the people of the world see it, and it is rumored that there is no virtue in the saint!"

What kind of person is Nuwa Niangniang, you little calf usually said that she didn't make a mistake, how could you write such a silver poem!

The king turned around, still with demented eyes, and said: "I look at Nuwa's appearance, there is a peerless posture, because I write poems to praise her, how can I have any other intentions, you don't have to say much! ”

After saying this, he laughed and walked away.

"Woe to you! Woe to you! How could the king become so abnormal today!" Shang Rong and Huang Feihu, you look at me, I look at you, dumbfounded.

As for the other ministers, they couldn't tell the situation, and although they were angry, they could only be silent.

After hastily completing the ceremony, the king got on the dragon chariot and drove back to the palace. It was only when I got on the chariot that I came to my senses a little.

"My lord, I really shouldn't say this poem today. Shang Rong followed, shook his head and sighed.

The matter of Fang Cai, the king of Xuan was confused, he just remembered vaguely, he was young and vigorous, he didn't think much about it, he did it, and he fell asleep with his surname down.

"Hehehe, I will leave a silver seed in your soul, little king, the great cause of my Western religion depends on you. Hehehe, I'm done!" On the beam, the quasi-Tidao man laughed evilly, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Let's say that Nuwa Niangniang, this is not in Nuwa Palace, but went to Huoyun Chao to congratulate Fuxi, Emperor Yan, and Xuanyuan Three Sages. After talking about the world for a while, I was in high spirits, returned to the palace, got off Qingluan, sat in the hall, looked up and saw the poems on the wall, and couldn't help but be furious!

"This unscrupulous king! I don't want to cultivate myself and establish virtue in order to protect the world; now I am not afraid of the heavens, and I am very hateful to recite poems and blaspheme me! I want to become the king of the world, enjoy the country for more than 600 years, and exhaust my energy; if I don't have a retribution with him, I won't see my inspiration!"

Niangniang is an ancient sage, immeasurable merit, inviolable, seeing that a little king of the king actually blasphemed himself, naturally angry, called Bixia boy, set up the head of the clouds, and went straight to the song to find the king to settle accounts.

When she came to the sky above Chaoge, Nuwa Niangniang was about to go down to take the surname of the king, but she saw two red lights in front of her blocking the way.

Turning aside the clouds, I saw that the two children below were playing, and it was Yin Jiao and Yin Hong, the sons of the king of Xu.

Niangniang pinched her fingers and sighed slightly: "This Yin Shang still has twenty-eight years of luck, and it's not time yet." ”

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and called Bixia Tong'er to take the golden gourd in the palace, put it under the dan qi, lift the gourd cover, and point with his hand; there was a white light in the gourd, which was as big as a rafter, and was more than four or five zhang high. Above the white light, a banner hangs out, the light is colorful, and there are thousands of Ruiying, which is the innate spirit treasure to recruit demon flags.

This flag, the goblin who is in charge of the world below the Daluo level, no matter where it is, no matter what kind of demon it is, as long as the mother moves, she can't help but be recruited over there.

"Move!" Nuwa Niangniang shook the banner three times, and suddenly the world oscillated, and the demons sensed.

This moment, hehe, just let a certain slut come out and do a good job of scourging, and make the Three Realms a miasma!###δΈ€ζ›΄ι€δΈŠ!

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